The T.M. - haha as much as I hate cliffhangers, I love them too as you can tell lol. And yes, I love writing her. So much fun. She and Beth are my favorites for this one.
Chicavolcom89 - thank you! Haha I know, he's such an ass. Enjoy the update! :]
Ellowyntinuviel - ohh no need to be nervous. Haha thanks! Haha yes, it wouldn't be the same if they all weren't there.
Skypoints03 - haha I love cliffhangers ;]…enjoy! :]
Val-cb - :]
BrokenColours - yeah, I wasn't going to include one at first but then I thought it'd be a good idea. Haha that could still happen, who knows. ;]
Saurus - true story, thank god for Holly. HAHAHHAHA I could totally imagine him crying like a little bitch, too. Aw why thank you :]
Anonythemouse - haha. Santana is a master at revenge. And yeah, he's such an ass. He doesn't even know the half of it. Enjoy the update ;]
From-me-to-you-ale -ahahha I'm sorry. Thank you! Aw, it's okay. Glad that you're back and all caught up. Hope you had a good time while you were away. Thanks again! And yes, she totally is!
.Hale - hahaha. Ah, stop the violence! But ahah I totally understand. Karma is always a bitch of course.
EmotionalPanda - haha sorry. I'm thinking of including a trip to the Statue of Liberty soon, would throwing him off the top be just as good as from a cliff? Haha jk but karma is coming of course.
Whatevergirl87 - that's exactly what he is. Hmm you'll have to read and see all that ;]. Thanks for the review! Enjoy!
Rioux - hahaha. I love them, too. And aww, thanks so much :D….guilty as charged, I am a tease. I admit it. But I'll make up for it. I promise.
Drumgirlvaleska - aww thank you! Enjoy this one :]
Momo30 - hahaha of course. I'm guilty of loving the cliffhangers and reading all the anxious reviews haha. ;]
Wkgreen - hmmmm, I don't know. You'll have to see whether she tells or not. ;]
LaurenKnight13 - haha Holly and Santana would be an awesome duo. And you'll have to see. ;]
Verena R - aww it's okay. Glad you are back. Thank you very much! Hahaha anything could happen. And Chris is an ass. I actually love writing a villain like that. Funny to hear all the reactions lol. Thanks and you too! :]
Aliesmyles - thank you! Enjoy the reunion! ;]
Deadflash27 - thank you! And enjoy :]
Mick3y92 - aw thank you! So glad to hear that. And aha I know. If he does get drafted, I'll make sure it's to the worst team possible ;]. I promised some Quick even though they aren't endgame. I hope they get back together in season 3.
Jac Lag - hahah thanks! I loled when I thought of that, too. Haha she just might..I will be evil and leave it for you to read to find out ;]
Sydney - hmmmm, that could possibly happen. I like that idea. Maybe. Thank you! And hope you enjoy :]
Rochroxanne - haha enjoy the new chapter. Glad to hear that. Thank you! :]
Wolf1337 - haha hope you like ;]
Venera22 - she just might say yes…or maybe no. I don't know ;]
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Santana stood on the building's steps for a good 10 minutes. Of course, no one came in or out of the building during that time. She just stared at the buzzer wondering how she could get inside. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head as she took out her phone.
After 2 rings, the girl on the other line picked up.
"Hello?"
"Quinn. Look this is going to sound weird of me to ask but I really really need a favor."
"Um, sure. What is it?" Quinn asked with a hint of suspicion in her voice.
"Okay, so I'm at Brittany's apartment right now and I need to see her but if I buzz in, she wouldn't let me in. Can you just talk for me?" Santana asked pacing back and forth.
"You're at Brittany's? How did you even know where she lived?"
"I uh got her address from her file at the hospital." Santana said quietly slightly embarrassed.
"Why didn't you just ask me? I would have given it to you." Quinn teased.
"Shit." Santana muttered under her breath. She didn't even think of that.
"What the hell is even going on with her? She texted me about Chris but told me she'd explain later and I haven't heard anything about it since."
"Uh, it's not really my story to tell."
"Wait, you know?"
"Maybe." Santana said. "Look I'll tell you everything after you just do this favor for me."
"Ok, fine. There's obviously something bigger going on here and you seem desperate so I'll do it. But I expect full details and you owe me."
"I know I do. Thank you Quinn. Okay, I'm about to buzz right now."
It took a couple of seconds before Brittany's voice came over the intercom.
"Who is it?"
"Hey, Britt. It's Quinn." Quinn said through the phone.
"Quinn? What are you doing here? Look, Chris is coming by soon so you'll have to be quick."
"I'm sick of you avoiding me and I want details. Now buzz me in before I start climbing the fire escapes. And he can wait until we are finished I want to know what the hell is going on with my best friend."
Brittany sighed but gave in and opened the door.
Santana walked in with a smile on her face and she walked inside.
"I'm impressed. You're a good actress, Fabray."
"Don't forget it. And don't forget that you owe me big time." Quinn reminded her one more time.
"Yeah, yeah. I know."
"So what are you going to do about Chris?"
"I may have taken care of that already. What apartment is she?"
"2B. And you did? Did you punch him? Did I miss it? Shit."
"No, no. I didn't. I wanted to but I just threatened him with a cop friend of mine. I'll tell you more when I see you. I think a trip to the firehouse is in order soon."
"Oh, yes definitely. But that doesn't count towards you owing me."
"I figured." Santana laughed. "Ok, I'm going into the elevator. Thanks again, Quinn."
"No problem. And good luck with whatever you are up to." Quinn added before they said their goodbyes and hung up.
Santana made her way up to the second floor and to apartment 2B. She knocked on the door and then stepped to the side out of the sight of the peephole. Brittany just simply went to the door and opened it before retreating back to her living room. Santana hesitantly entered the house. She took a couple of seconds to soak the place in.
"Quinn, I know you want to chew my year off about how much you hate Chris and everything. But please, can you just save it? I have a headache." Brittany said not taking her eyes off the television.
Santana opened her mouth a couple of times but didn't really know what to say.
"I'm not Quinn." She finally offered up lamely as Brittany turned around and had a deer in headlights type of expression on.
"I'm going to kill her." Brittany muttered before getting up. "I don't know where Quinn is or what you two are up to but it's my turn to return the favor to you so get out."
"Quinn's not here. I might have called her and asked her to speak to you and I deserve that. But can I please talk to you?" Santana pleaded.
"I won't lie. I'm a bit impressed with your whole plan because if I saw you through the peephole I would have only opened the door so that I could dramatically slam it in your face." Brittany said with little emotion in her voice.
"Honestly, I would have done the same thing. But can't you just hear me out especially after the amazing plan I just came up with to come in?" Santana said pleading with her eyes.
"Now isn't really a good time. Chris is coming back over because we have to talk about some things." Brittany said as she walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, about that. I don't think he's coming anymore." Santana said hesitantly.
"And why is that?" Brittany challenged walking towards the girl.
"I saw him outside before I came up." Santana trailed on as Brittany raised her eyebrows as if to tell her that she wanted more. "I heard him on the phone with some girl, Britt. I know it's probably not my place to tell you this but he told her he loved her and that he was here for press relations for his team."
"That's rich. What did you make that story up as you made up a way to get in here? God, I was so stupid. I should of just said yes to him and never went to your place." Brittany said as she turned around. Santana grabbed her by the wrist.
"I didn't make that up, Brittany. I wouldn't do that." She said looking the girl straight in her eyes. "You know I saw him confront that guy from the crash who's in a wheelchair after he came out of your room. I didn't hear the conversation but your friend just left in the middle of it."
"Get off of me." Brittany spat out. Brittany's gaze then shifted as she looked everywhere but at Santana. "I know." She whispered out as tears were brimming in her eyes. Santana wasn't sure what she was talking about. "I saw a few texts from a girl on his phone the last time I saw him. But he went back to California almost right after it happened so I brushed it off."
"You shouldn't say yes to him, Brittany. I haven't known you long but I know you don't deserve that."
"Oh, and what? I deserve you. Please, Santana, you are wasting your time. I got your message loud and clear." She laughed bitterly.
"The message you got was one that was out of fear. God, Brittany, you dropped a fucking bombshell on me. I would have never predicted today's events."
"Well, I'm sorry for interrupting your day off."
"I didn't say it was a bad day. Do you honestly think I'd be at your damn house right now if I didn't feel like an ass for before?"
Brittany just sort of shrugged as she looked down. Santana took her hands and Brittany's gaze then met her own.
"You asked me what I was afraid of and so I'm here to tell you."
"You don't ha…" Brittany started but was interrupted.
"No, I do. I don't let a lot of people in but you challenged me. No one ever does that. You showed me what it's like to take a risk. I need to tell you this now before I back out." Santana sighed.
Brittany nodded her head. "Okay, let's go into the living room." Brittany ushered Santana towards the couch and then indicated to her to start.
Santana sighed once more before thinking that it was now or never. "I started as a paramedic because I was still in med school and I figured it would be good training. About a year into it, I graduated and was offered some jobs but I never took them. I just made lame excuses every time an offer came my way. I didn't know why at first but then it hit me after we got an extremely bloody call one day. I was working on a patient who died at the scene and after that happened I looked down at my hands and saw all the blood. I just froze. I looked down and despite everything going on around me, I could only picture myself as a kid again. I came home from school one day and found my mother in the bathroom. I called 911 immediately and I just stayed with her. She was mumbling that she was sorry as the paramedics took her away. I was just frozen on the floor as I looked down at my hands before some medic picked me up and put me in a cop car to ride to the hospital. When I got there, some of my family members who lived close by were there and a couple of moments later the doctors came in and told us that there was nothing else they could have done. Everyone else started to cry but I just kept looking down at my hands. I became so angry because she was alive. I had hope that she was going to make it but the people who were supposed to save her didn't. I want to be the person that saves people before they even get to a doctor. I want the exact opposite of what happened with my mother. She wasn't the greatest mother but she was dying right in front of me and I didn't even know it. I couldn't even help her." Santana said doing just that as tears started to form in her eyes. Brittany tried to distract her by grabbing her hand as if to let her know that she wasn't alone anymore.
"So then what does that have to do with me?" Brittany asked in a whisper.
"Well, because I always separated my professional and personal lives because I saw how painful it was to be reminded of my mother on the job. I just did my job and detached from whoever. I couldn't do that with you. I didn't panic when I was taking care of you. I didn't even think of my mother either and that scared the shit out of me, Brittany. I could only focus on you and making sure you stayed awake. I visited you because there was a reason why you didn't bring me back to the moment where my life turned to shit. After she died, I was bounced from family member to family member who thought of me as more of a burden then a relative. I don't attach myself to people because I know they'll just leave me." Santana finally let out before tears escaped her. Brittany had choked back several tears of her own before she enveloped the girl into a hug.
"Sh, San. It's okay." She said in an effort to calm her down. It seemed to work as Santana's breathing became a little easier and she pulled back.
"You know what scares me even more than any of that though?"
"What?" Brittany whispered out while brushing some hair out of Santana's face.
"You." Santana said with a bit of a laugh and Brittany's face mirrored how she was feeling. She didn't get the joke. Before she could question it, she felt Santana grab her hands. She guided them to her chest right where her heart was. "You feel that?" And Brittany nodded as she felt the girl's heart pounding her chest. "That never happens. Not even during life and death accidents. And this is so god damn cliché, but it does happen every time I'm around you."
Brittany smiled sweetly as a few tears feel onto her cheeks. She enveloped Santana into a hug.
"Thank you." She finally whispered into Santana's ear after a few moments.
"For what?"
"For everything. For saving me in more ways than one, for trusting me, for coming to my house tonight. Just everything."
Santana just nodded as Brittany pulled away from the hug. She reached behind her neck and Santana looked at her with confusion. Brittany unchained her necklace and threw it and the ring to the other side of the room.
"This is crazy." Santana smiled as she watched the path that the thrown jewelry took across the room.
"Yeah." Brittany simply added before causing Santana to face her. She smiled and was met with a matching smile. She leaned into Santana a kissed her gently. When she pulled away, she had a smile on her face and was met by Santana's head shaking. Before she could question the expression, Santana kissed her only this with more force. She leaned into it more and soon pushed Brittany down onto the couch. The kiss grew more intense with this motion as Santana got on top of Brittany. Her hands found their way under her shirt and she stopped almost instantly.
"Sorry." She muttered as she inched away from Brittany's lips.
"You don't have to apologize for this. Trust me." Brittany smirked as she leaned into kiss Santana once more.
"You're injured. As much as I want to continue, I don't want to hurt you." Santana said looking into her eyes. Brittany couldn't help but think that she wasn't only referring to her injured side. She nodded as they say up. She suggested they just watch a movie and Santana agreed. Not even halfway through the movie, Brittany had fallen asleep and Santana was fading. The last thing she thought before she fell asleep was how she owed Quinn, Marissa, Holly and even Puck big time. With a smile on her face, she leaned into Brittany's embrace and closed her eyes.
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So I know I'm behind on my other stories. I promise to update soon. I have no date for you but it won't be long I assure you all.
Also, would really love to hear what you guys want to see in this story. For example, Rachel as Chris's California girl, as a nurse in training, an old friend of Santana, a patient? And anything else you want to see, just let me know :]
Enjoy!
